Wonderful weekend

What a wonderful day yesterday and the day before. Friday I went out for lunch with Jess. We got tea (Jess) and a great café con leche (me) and a sandwich from Pans & Company, to be savoured  in the sun at Plaza Mayor. So nice we stuck around for a while, and then one of Jess's american friends, Matthew, came by. We savoured the sun some more and then decided we should all go to Decathlon. By foot, since the weather was that great. Matthew needed something from there, Jess & I decided to take advantage of that to browse the store. I finally got a t-shirt for work outs and some running shoes. Of course with all that new gear I felt like going for a run. Even though it was past 8pm and dark when we finally got back, Jess and I decided to go running anyway. We got back just in time for dinner, what a treat. Jess also felt like going for a swim, so we decided that would be a good activity for saturday morning. She found out that swimming goes in shifts of 45 minutes. So, there we went. We bought swimming caps and cubrepies (because they're compulsary) and went in. 45 minutes of exercise. Even with painful muscles afterwards, it was great. We strolled back home, and since it was 1:30pm already, we got pizza and ate it, in the sun, at Plaza Mayor. We literally took another sunbath. Tomar el sol, I don't believe there's any language that says it better than that. What a power of good. Food, a nap, a book, some music, the sun, life is good. We stayed until 5 o'clock, because that's when stores open again. Unfortunately the store Jess needed something from is closed on saturday afternoon (like a lot of shops), so we just went back home. I did my laundry, translated a bit and went for food. Easy conversation this time, even spent some time in someone else's room afterwards, then went back to translation. It was 11:20pm by that time, so I didn't really get to finish.

Spijtig genoeg had ik vannacht niet de meest aangename dromen, waarbij ik geloof ik half heb liggen wenen (wenen in je slaap... Ik bezocht ons vroegere -het klinkt zo raar om het zo te benoemen- huis in Beert, en het was zo anders, zo pijnlijk, ik brak haast in twee), maar veel last heb ik daar vandaag niet van. Straks ga ik beneden mijn hopelijk droge was halen, en ondertussen werk ik verder aan mijn vertalingen die binnen moeten in de loop van de week. En zoek ik waar ik boeken kan vinden over de geschiedenis van Argentinië, persberichten die iets te maken hebben met Argentinië, en hoe het zit met de muziek- en cd-industrie in België, en... Werk genoeg voor een lazy sunday, dat zeker.

[.: Se guardo in basso ho le vertigini, adesso ho paura :.]